Last Summer I was doing the washing up. I looked out of the window straight ahead and I was surprised to see a mother Mallard and her 6 ducklings in June. I went outside and watched the adventures of this little family for a whole week as they turned up everyday. The ducklings were so cute

the next day I walked up my street to do something and I noticed a guy holding a duckling from the family i spotted. It had got lost from it's mother. We spent 2 hours looking for the Mother so we could re-unite it with it's mother and siblings. When we re-united it with it's mother it was lovely but sadly the last I saw of the family. About 1 hour later i spotted the family found a hole in a fence leading to the brooke and eventually leading to the sea. I hope this year i might see another generation of the family.
What a lovely experience it was
